The Foe

Horrible Miracle

A soothing voice awakens me, I suppose I'm in heaven as my eyes slowly open. "I'm dead right? So where am I and who are you?" The women in front of me chuckled,

"You're not dead, you were in a coma for 4 days."

"No!" I shout, "I'm dead, Daisy won the Hunger Games by killing me!" I try to hop off the table I'm laying on but I can't. I look down and see myself somehow strapped to the table. The women comes and unhooks me and helps me up. She directs me to a mirror and I see my face on an unfamiliar body. I look down, my chest appears to be bigger and my waist smaller. I remind myself of the Barbie dolls my sisters play with. "What did you do to me?" I whisper.

"Excuse me?" I push the women up against the wall.

"What did you do to me!" I shout.

"We have altered you to make you a bit more appealing."

"What? I want people to be attracted to me because of my personality, not my frickin boobs!" She sighs and leaves. I sit on the table and wait for who knows what. I hear footsteps looking up I see Blair. I hold him in a long embrace, "Thank you." I whisper. "What's going on."

"For the past 96 hours people have been nonstop working to keep you alive and wake you up. You did die in the arena, right after Daisy. If they couldn't revive you there would be no victor, everyone who works here would be killed. Come on, you have an interview, your prep team is gonna get you ready." I walk in the room and get stripped down, I look at my body. I see no scars, I don't see my ribs from hunger, I see no sign that I was ever in the arena. The stylists put me in a red dress that compliments my new body; a low neck and a sash around the midsection. After the stylists put on my makeup I am walked down to a room, I am helped up, and directed to sit on the couch. I sit there blankly until the cameras begin to roll and I know I must smile, so I think about how I'm going home soon. Ceasar spins his chair around and he introduces me. "Well you look different, but its nice."

I fake a chuckle, "Haha yeah, I don't know who to thank for that. It happened during my coma I guess."

"Yes, the coma, lets show how that happened." A video begins to roll and I see where Daisy stabs me, then I see that the cry didn't come from me, but her, then I see her stab herself. When the camera turns back to me tears are steaming down my face.

"I... I didn't know she d-died for me." I choke out.

"Well, how do you feel about the coming Victor's tour?" He doesn't even acknowledge my comment.

"Um... I'm not really looking forward to it. I mean, I'm gonna have to face the families of the people my survival killed, including the ones I personally killed. I'm just looking forward to going home."

"Oh, well we're out of time, I'm supposed to tell you that President Snow wishes to speak to you." He turns back to the camera, "Good night Panem!" The cameras shut off, all of Panem has seen me, my family knows I'm alive, a small smile somehow makes its way upon my face. President Snow approaches me and the smile disappears. "Come my dear," he beckons as if he cared about me. We walk into a small room and he begins to speak. "You look marvelous darling."

"Cut the crap Snow, what do you want."

"Don't you think I am due a bit more respect?"

"I suppose, sorry I snapped, its been a stressful two months as I'm sure you can imagine."

"I truly can not begin to imagine what you've gone through. Anyways, I have received some offers, do you know what for?"

"No sir."

"People want you as a prostitute will you be willing to do so?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"You always have a choice my dear," he had an oddly smug face.

"I must decline you're offer."

"Okay, get back now." I walk out the door and see Blair, "What did Snow want?"

"He wanted me to prostitute, I said no."

"You said no? This is bad go in there and tell him,yes!"

"Why?"

"Trust me!" I hesitantly walk in.

"Mr. President?" i say, but he's on the phone.

"She said no," he says, "yes- kill them."

"No!" I yell, "don't!" but it's to late, I pin Snow to the ground and whack my fist against his cheeks until my knuckles bleed and I am dragged out by Snow's bodyguards.